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`` it 's okay . |
just level it out . |
you always want your runway target spot to stay in the same fixed spot on the windshield . '' |
as megan stared ahead , she realized how close they were getting to the runway , and in turn , the ground . |
suddenly she was n't so sure if she could land the plane . |
it was one thing taking off , but it seemed like there was so much more that could go wrong when landing . |
`` u-uh , p-pesh , '' she stammered . |
`` yeah ? '' |
he asked casually . |
`` i do n't think i can do this . '' |
she cut her eyes over to him . |
`` i ca n't land the plane . |
it 's too scary . '' |
`` yes , you can . '' |
megan shook her head furiously back and forth . |
`` no really . |
you need to take back the controls . |
i could cause us to crash . '' |
`` but i have faith in you . '' |
`` really ? '' |
`` of course . |
i would n't let you do this if i did n't think you could . '' |
she stole a glance at him , taking in his earnest expression . |
god , he really and truly believed in her . |
and it was n't just about the fact they were banging each other every chance they got alone . |
no , he saw through to the real her . |
after taking a deep breath , she felt herself slowly calming down . |
`` fine . |
i 'll try , but i 'm not making any promises . '' |
`` that 's my girl , '' pesh replied . |
`` what should i do now ? '' |
`` all right , now you need to pull the throttle all the way out as well as pulling back on the wheel to keep the nose from dipping . '' |
clearing her throat that felt as dry as sandpaper , megan jerked on the throttle button before pulling on the steering wheel . |
it was a little harder considering how sweaty her hands were . |
`` keep it steady . |
you 're doing great . '' |
as they came closer and closer to the runway , megan fought the urge to close her eyes , but she realized that would not be the right thing to do . |
instead , she braced herself for the impact . |
the moment the wheels hit the asphalt she shrieked and clutched at the steering wheel . |
`` do n't fight the bounce . |
we 're fine . |
you 're fine . '' |
they skidded along the pavement . |
`` okay , now ease up on the wheel and push on the tops of both pedals to apply the brakes . '' |
without thinking , megan stomped her feet , causing the plane to screech . |
`` easy , '' pesh said . |
she let her feet off the brakes , and they began to coast . |
`` now you 're going to bring it back into the hanger . '' |
`` oh , hell no ! |
i would end up mowing out the side of the building or another plane ! '' |
megan cried . |
pesh 's amused chuckle died quickly at the death glare she shot him . |
`` megan , you 'll do fine . |
you just landed a plane . |
i think you can handle pulling into a hanger . '' |
she scowled at him . |
`` fine . |
but when you have to file a huge insurance claim , i 'm going to say 'i told you so . ' '' |
`` we 'll see , '' he replied . |
she could tell he was fighting back a smile the way he kept biting down on his lip . |
`` all right , take a right here , '' he said , pointing to where the runaway split . |
she turned the wheel to the right and began easing her foot down on the brake when she saw the hangers come into view . |
`` which one is yours ? '' |
`` i share the third one . |
luckily for you , it 's pretty much a straight shot in . |
just watch out for my dad 's plane . '' |
megan jerked her horrified gaze over to his . |
`` i could be taking out your dad 's plane ? '' |
pesh shook his head . |
`` you 're not going to take out anyone 's plane , megan . |
i have faith in you . '' |
she gripped the steering wheel until her knuckles turned white . |
after taking a deep breath and giving herself a mental pep talk , she started slowly easing the plane inside the hanger . |
even though she was far away from the back wall , she hit the brakes . |
`` is this okay ? '' |
`` looks good to me . |
now you want to pull on the red knob . '' |
`` the one that says mixture ? '' |
`` yeah , that 's the one . |
it will kill the engine . '' |
when megan pulled on the knob , the plane shuddered into silence . |
she could n't help sitting absolutely frozen for a few moments , processing everything that had happened . |
pesh 's hand reached out to rub her shoulder . |
`` you okay over there ? '' |
he asked . |
turning her head , she smiled . |
`` i think so . '' |
`` you were starting to worry me for a minute . '' |
`` i think i was worrying myself . '' |
pesh 's warm laugh made her tingle in parts it should n't . |
with the adrenaline depleting from her system , she knew exactly what she wanted to do . |
or maybe the more appropriate word was who she wanted to do . |
frantically , she unbuttoned her seat belt and dove over into his lap . |
`` megan , what in the hell are you doing ? '' |
he demanded . |
her response to his question was to kiss him . |
greedily her mouth devoured his lips . |
as her tongue thrust into his mouth , her hand went between them to cup his growing erection . |
he groaned while she worked him over his pants . |
when she rose up on her knees to get a better grip of him , she banged her head against the ceiling of the plane . |
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